Evening. I am posting this before I go to sleep for work tomorrow. It has been a while since my last post.
My family are back at home with me. The house is slowly becoming cleaner, though I type this on our desktop that is covered with dust.
On Saturday night, we went to a wedding. A dear friend of my wife who loves our children (and they love her) got married. The kids loved the wedding. Both liked the clothes my wife (who has excellent taste) chose for them, by daughter loving her dress. While at the wedding, both enjoyed dancing on the dance floor. My son though has a habit of picking up girls. He is fussy. They have to be pretty, and until Saturday night, legal. But then he went for girls his own age (now 17 months). Saying that, he found sparkly things, and went up to young women and handed them to them. And then basked in the attention they gave him. My daughter also loved dancing. When I took her to the bar though (to get her an apple juice) I saw her looking about her. When I asked her what she was doing, she told me that she wanted to make sure that there was no one prettier than her there!
Yesterday, Sally, Simon and the kids, John, Amy and Laura came over for dinner. My daughter and son loved them being there, my daughter taking them up to her room where they being girls tired her clothes on. I am so glad I am a boy. My son spent time with John who is not a year old yet. The great thing is that Laura being older than my daughter by a few years is able to read, and that was enough to give her a bit of encouragement to learn to read later.
Right now, I am reading her the Magican's Nephew, having read her the Lion the Withch and the Wardrobe which she loved. After I have read her the tales of Narnia, I am going on to the Winne the Pooh stories that Lynn gave her so many years ago.
And today, I finally nearly finished the climbing frame/slide/swing that I started to set up so many months ago, thanks to Steve, that is Lynns partner.
Anyway, I have to go to bed, and can not be bothered to post links on this post. Goodnight and hope you enjoy the joke...
An 86-year-old man went to his doctor for his quarterly check-up.
The doctor asked him how he was feeling, and the86-year-old said, 'Things are great and I've never felt better.I now have a 20 year-old bride who is pregnant with my child.So what do you think about that, Doc?'
The doctor considered his question for a minute and then began to tell a story:
'I have an older friend, much like you, who is an avid hunterand never misses a season.
One day he was setting off to go hunting. In a bit of a hurry, he accidentally picked up his walking cane instead of his gun. As he neared a lake, he came across a very large male beaver sitting at the water's edge. He realized he'd left his gun at home and so he couldn't shoot the magnificent creature. Out of habit he raised his cane, aimed it at the animal as if it were his favorite hunting rifle and went 'bang, bang'. Miraculously, two shots rang out and the beaver fell over dead. Now, what do you think of that?' asked the doctor.
The 86-year-old said, 'Logic would strongly suggest that somebody else pumped a couple of rounds into that beaver.'
The doctor replied, 'My point exactly.'
